I am Thane of Cawdor:
If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair And make my seated heart knock at my ribs,
Against the use of nature? Present fears
Are less than horrible imaginings.


Macbeth (1606), I, iii, 134


I am Thane of Cawdor: If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair And make my seated heart knock at my ribs,...

I am Thane of Cawdor: If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair And make my seated heart knock at my ribs,...

I am Thane of Cawdor: If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair And make my seated heart knock at my ribs,...

I am Thane of Cawdor: If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair And make my seated heart knock at my ribs,...